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When the Revolution Comes - The Last Poets
Written by：Abiodun Oyewole
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes some of us will probably catch it on TV
with chicken hanging from our mouths you'll know its revolution
Cause there won't be no commercials
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
Preacher pimps are gonna split the scene with
The communion wine stuck in their back pockets
Faggots won't be so funny then and all the junkies will quit
Their nodding and wake up when the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
Transit cops will be crushed by the trains after losing their guns
And blood will run through the streets of Harlem drowning anything without substance
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
Our pearly white teeth froth the mouths that speak of revolution without reverence
The cost of revolution is 360 degrees understand the cycle that never ends
Understand the beginning to be the end and nothing is in between but space and
Time that I make or you make to relate or not to
Relate to the world outside
My mind your mind speak not of revolution
Until you are willing to eat rats to survive
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes guns and rifles will be taking the place of poems
And essays black cultural centers will forts supplying the revolutionaries
With food and arms when the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
White death will froth the walls of museums and churches breaking the lies
That enslaved our mothers when the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
Jesus Christ is gonna be standing on the corner of
Lennox ave and 125th st
Trying to catch the first gypsy cab out of Harlem when the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
Jew merchants will give away motzah balls and gifilte fish to anyone
They see with afros Frank Shieffin will give away the Apollo to
The first person he sees wearing a blue dashiki
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes afros gone be trying to straighten their heads
And straightened heads gone be trying to wear afros
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
But until then you know and I know niggers will party and bullsh*t
And party and bullsh*t and party and bullsh*t and party and bullsh*t and party
Some might even die before the revolution comes
